STORY STARTER
Chaotic
Write a scene where something chaotic is happening.
The Chaos of War
The fires filled the sky. As far as the eye could see. Haven hadn’t seen it happen but he was most definitely reaping the consequences of falling asleep on duty.
People were yelling, screaming, at him at all of the soldiers really. Some screamed for help, others berated him for falling asleep when they were in the middle of a war.
Haven couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t see anything but the fires all around him. The people who’d done nothing to deserve this fate, battered and bruised and some…he couldn’t even say it, but he most definitely saw it. His heart was broken, shattered, never again to be made whole.
Try as he might he was only a hinderace in the war camps efforts to put out the chaos to drown it in water and healing spells.
So, he turned and walked out of the camp and into the woods nearby. For this was his burden to bare alone. It was his fault, so he told himself.
He would avenge his people. He would bring chaos to those that did so to his people while he slept. The thought that this might end him as well, wasn’t even an afterthought in his mind.
The elven man couldn’t think of that. He had to do this. Had to repair the damage he’d done somehow.
This was not the end of his story. It was only the beginning of a legacy. He had to repeat it in his mind a million and one times to keep himself from backing away and losing his momentum.
He would redeem himself somehow. This seemed the easiest option. Fight chaos with chaos.